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"You are not allowed to insult Lord Kirkbor!"
Friedselzan, in the distance, also charged from another direction, brandishing his lightsaber, like a dog whose tail had been stepped on.
Rias and Sona felt a chill run down their spines as they saw the two madmen charging towards them.
However, Zhou Ye simply stood quietly in place.
He didn't even lift his eyelids.
He simply stretched out his right hand, facing forward, and casually pressed down lightly.
It was as if he were simply pressing a switch.
Om-!
An invisible and intangible force, yet unimaginably heavy, instantly enveloped Kirkbor and Fried as they swooped down!
"Uh-huh?!"
The two men, who were rushing forward, suddenly stopped!
It was like a high-speed fighter jet crashing into an invisible wall made from the core of a planet!
next second.
boom! boom!
Two loud bangs!
Before Kirkbor and Friedselzan could even react, they were slammed into the ground from mid-air by that terrifying force!
The hard plaza ground, as smooth as tofu, was smashed into two huge, human-shaped craters!
Smoke and dust filled the air.
The world returned to silence once more.
Zhou Ye slowly lowered his hand, as if he had only done a trivial thing.
He turned his head and looked at Rias and Akeno Himejima, who were completely stunned behind him, as well as the Sona Student Council, who were equally shocked, not far away.
Chapter 189 God is Dead
The smoke and dust settled slowly.
Those two enormous, human-shaped craters, like two ugly scars, are branded on the ravaged square and also on the hearts of every witness.
silence.
Rias opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Cang Na pushed up his glasses, and the calm and wisdom that usually filled his eyes were gone.
Their retinue, those young demons who had just been fighting to the death, now stood frozen in place like puppets whose souls had been taken away.
crush.
Incomprehensible, beyond common sense, an absolute crushing defeat.
From the moment Zhou Ye appeared until Kirkbor and Fried were swatted into the ground like flies, the entire process took less than a minute.
"Hey, this is completely different..."
Breaking the deathly silence was Himejima Akeno's voice, thick with melancholy and tinged with grievance.
As she supported Rias and watched Zhou Ye's nonchalant back, she couldn't help but complain.
"Why is it that we fight tooth and nail, scheming and cooperating, putting in so much effort, only to get nothing in return?"
"And then, Ye, you came over and...resolved it so easily?"
Her words echoed the sentiments of all the Gilmour and Sidi families present.
It's not that they can't accept failure, but this difference in perspective makes all their previous efforts seem like a joke.
They struggled with all their might, barely managing to tear off one of the opponent's scales.
Zhou Ye simply raised his hand and pressed the evil dragon completely into the earth's core.
This comparison is too hurtful.
Zhou Ye turned around, his expression very calm.
"I'm stronger than him, so it's naturally easy for me."
A simple, almost perfunctory answer, yet it contains an undeniable truth.
Rias and Sona exchanged a glance, both seeing bitterness in each other's eyes.
Yes, strength.
Is there any truth in this world that is more direct and cruel than this?
Zhou Ye ignored their complicated feelings and his attention was drawn to something else.
His gaze swept past the crowd and landed on Kiba Yuuto, who was standing guard at a distance, and on Xenovia and Irina Shidou beside him.
More accurately, it was the swords that landed in their hands.
"I felt something was off just now."
Zhou Ye touched his chin, as if talking to himself, or as if asking the others.
"Kiba's [Demon Sword Creation] and the King's Sword in your hands were actually able to achieve a delicate balance in the battle just now."
He looked at Genovia.
"Logically speaking, shouldn't saint and demon, light and darkness be incompatible and mutually exclusive?"
This question surprised everyone.
Xenovia, Irina, and Griseldaquata also frowned; they had been so focused on the battle that they hadn't given it much thought.
Now that Zhou Ye pointed it out, they realized that when they fought alongside Kiba Yuto earlier, the flow of their power was indeed unusually smooth.
The inherent conflict of attributes seems to have disappeared.
"Haha...hahahaha..."
A hoarse, broken laugh, filled with despair and malice, came from one of the deep pits.
Everyone felt a chill and looked over.
Kirkbor, covered in blood like a tattered blood bag, struggled to crawl out from the edge of the human-shaped pit.
The wings on his back could no longer be called wings; only a few charred skeletons and scattered feathers remained. With each breath, black blood dripped from his wounds.
He raised his bloodied and mangled face, and in his single remaining eye, a final, and most frantic light shone.
He stared at Zhou Ye, and also at the two church girls wielding the King's Sword, and uttered his final curse.
"That's because God is dead!"
"The God in the Bible is long dead! Hahahaha!"
boom!
These words, like a thunderclap of creation, exploded in everyone's mind!
Rias's pupils dilated sharply.
Cangna's body stiffened.
The demonic sword in Kiba Yuto's hand almost went out of control.
The most vehement reaction came from the church.
"heresy!"
For the first time, a ferocious rage appeared on Xenovia's usually expressionless face. The King's Sword in her hand hummed as it pointed directly at Kirkbor.
"You depraved worm! How dare you curse my Lord!"
"This is the enemy's rhetoric! It's a trick to shake our faith! It's absolutely unbelievable!"
Irina, standing beside him, also had anger written all over her face, but deep in her eyes, there was a hint of wavering that was hard to detect.
Even the usually composed veteran battle nun, Griselda Quarta, now had an extremely unpleasant expression.
As Kirkbor watched their intense and panicked reactions, the pleasure in his heart overwhelmed the excruciating physical pain.
He thought of Governor Azazel's warning to him, and of Michael and Gabriel and their deliberate concealment of the truth from the lower-ranking believers in the church.
Why!
Why should I be the only one to bear the shame of failure?
Since I'm going to hell, then before that, I'll smash a hole in your hypocritical paradise!
Harboring this malice of dragging others down with him even in his dying moments, he used his last ounce of strength to thoroughly tear apart the truth that was enough to overturn the world order.
"Haha, I'm not lying."
Kirkbor greedily savored the expressions of Xenovia and the others as they were on the verge of collapse.
"This is real."
"The God of the Bible perished together with the four Demon Kings of the Demon Realm during the last three-way war!"
He stretched out a trembling hand and pointed at Kiba Yuuto and Xenovia.
"Otherwise what? Why do you think the Demon Sword Creation, which represents the devil, can coexist so harmoniously with the King's Sword, which represents the saint?"
"Because the source is dead! The highest authority that maintains the world's law of the irreconcilable conflict between light and darkness is no longer here!"
Kokober's voice, like the whisper of a demon, clearly penetrated everyone's ears, destroying their understanding and trampling on their faith.
"No...impossible..."
Genovia's lips lost their color, and her hand gripping the sword began to tremble uncontrollably.
Kirkbor's words were like a key, unlocking many mysteries that she had never been able to understand before.
Why does the Lord no longer send out divine pronouncements?
Why is the power of the archangels weakening year by year?